On a Mission

I’m not sure what made me think about it. It simply jumped into my mind unbidden, and I thought I’d throw it out to the masses. What is your dream job, and are you doing it? That’s the question I posed last night on Facebook. I received quite a few...

Christmas, Fear and the Coconut Head

  When I was a little girl, probably around 8 or 9, we spent Christmas Eve night with my Granny, and my Uncle Lewis, who lived with her and took care of her. Spending the night there was way out of the ordinary, because she was not well, and most all my memories...